The Name's Cinder. Ella Cinder. (DISCONTINUE...
"Okay, so let me get this straight," Oliver started. "You're a sweet girl treated like a maid by your supposedly evil stepmother and step sisters. Your father is never even around to realize how they are treating you and your mom is out of the picture. You're practically Cinderella!"
"Well if I have to be Cinderella, you get to be the gay Fairy godmother!"
Life isn't so great for Ella. Her stepmother and stepsisters consider her to be a servant, not a daughter and sister. They task her with the daily chores of the house and ridicule her constantly. Her father is always away on business, and her real mother isn't around to protect her anymore. Eventually, Ella can't take it anymore and makes a quick decision. Soon she is a runaway, being disguised with the help of her newfound in-the-closet friend Oliver. Working at Oliver's cafe, Ella finally feels like she belongs. But then along comes Max, the charming son of Roger King and heir to the King's Works enterprise. The catch? King's Works is planning a merger with Cinder Marketing, meaning Ella would have to face her family once again. She's scared to fall, but sometimes you find love in the most unexpected places.
*I apologize to anyone who actually liked this story, but I have decided to discontinue writing it because I'm just not happy with the quality of work. If you have not yet read this story, feel free to, but just know that I will not be updating this story again.*